betwixt our skin
lies a space
where only a sliver of hair
or sweat can tell us apart
when we both awaken
origami doves are set free
small sounds of parched words
placate the sun
& we unfold
together
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betwixt our skin lies a space where only a sliver of hair or sweat can tell us apart
when we both awaken origami doves are set free small sounds of parched words placate the sun & we unfold together
Author notesprompt: dawn In a listA contest entry
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